I'm a crasshole and possibly just accidentally outed someone. I'm not even going to pretend there's some good excuse, I was just completely thoughtless in what I said and where I said it. I apologized profusely and the person isn't mad but I just feel like the biggest shithead right now because I should know better. I was already having a shitty low self-esteem day and now I just want to curl up under the bed and stay there so I can somehow avoid inflicting myself on other people.

Aw CQ. I hate when shiitake like that happens, and there's nothing to do but say sorry and feel awful.

Can I tell a terrible story? I'll put it behind a cut because it's not relevant to most people but maybe will cheer someone up in the "everyone does horrible shiitake thoughtlessly sometimes" way.

Over the summer I was visiting my in-laws, who I totally adore. My spouse's grandmother is very old and quite unwell, and unfortunately her memory is really going. At one point, my aunt-in-law (who talks to her mother every single day, usually in the morning and the evening) was in the hospital for a couple of days. Naturally grandmother was kept informed about this. The day after aunt came home from the hospital, my mother-in-law called grandmother on the phone to chat. After she got off the phone, she reported to my spouse and I that grandmother said, "oh, was (aunt) in the hospital? oh dear, what's wrong with her?"

I laughed out loud.

And as soon as I did I was like oh jesus, that is horrible. I just laughed at someone's forking DEMENTIA. Someone's MOM's dementia. Someone's beloved grandmother's dementia. Someone *I* love's dementia. Anyone's dementia. Dementia is so not funny!

Of course I apologized profusely, but I still freaking feel bad that that was my first impulse, and that I did it so thoughtlessly.

I'm a crasshole and possibly just accidentally outed someone. I'm not even going to pretend there's some good excuse, I was just completely thoughtless in what I said and where I said it. I apologized profusely and the person isn't mad but I just feel like the biggest shithead right now because I should know better. I was already having a shitty low self-esteem day and now I just want to curl up under the bed and stay there so I can somehow avoid inflicting myself on other people.

Aw CQ. I hate when shiitake like that happens, and there's nothing to do but say sorry and feel awful.

Can I tell a terrible story? I'll put it behind a cut because it's not relevant to most people but maybe will cheer someone up in the "everyone does horrible shiitake thoughtlessly sometimes" way.

Over the summer I was visiting my in-laws, who I totally adore. My spouse's grandmother is very old and quite unwell, and unfortunately her memory is really going. At one point, my aunt-in-law (who talks to her mother every single day, usually in the morning and the evening) was in the hospital for a couple of days. Naturally grandmother was kept informed about this. The day after aunt came home from the hospital, my mother-in-law called grandmother on the phone to chat. After she got off the phone, she reported to my spouse and I that grandmother said, "oh, was (aunt) in the hospital? oh dear, what's wrong with her?"

I laughed out loud.

And as soon as I did I was like oh jesus, that is horrible. I just laughed at someone's forking DEMENTIA. Someone's MOM's dementia. Someone's beloved grandmother's dementia. Someone *I* love's dementia. Anyone's dementia. Dementia is so not funny!

Of course I apologized profusely, but I still freaking feel bad that that was my first impulse, and that I did it so thoughtlessly.

I'll respond to your spoiler in spoiler just for consistency's sake...

I went through a period of several years where basically someone that I loved died every few weeks/months...like, I lost count of how many, it was horrible. After like the fourth or fifth, I started coping by laughing at the whole thing because it was just so forked up and ridiculous. I had to be really careful because obviously not everybody is okay with laughing about death. But I would have gone absolutely batshit if I didn't have some way to laugh about it. Sometimes laughing is the healthiest coping option we have available to us, and sometimes, like bursting into tears unexpectedly or getting sick to one's stomach and barfing, it comes out when we're not planning on it. Totally normal! <3

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My fiance went out for a motorcycle ride alone today to a place that's like 2 hrs away, including some off-roading in the mountains. No one has heard from him since he arrived there at noon today... it's now almost 12 hours later. I figured he'd be home by like 3 or 4 at the latest. His phone is going straight to voicemail and has been since I first started trying to call at like 5... I'm very, very worried and in a few minutes his mom and I are going to start calling police stations and hospitals to see if they've heard anything. :(

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My fiance went out for a motorcycle ride alone today to a place that's like 2 hrs away, including some off-roading in the mountains. No one has heard from him since he arrived there at noon today... it's now almost 12 hours later. I figured he'd be home by like 3 or 4 at the latest. His phone is going straight to voicemail and has been since I first started trying to call at like 5... I'm very, very worried and in a few minutes his mom and I are going to start calling police stations and hospitals to see if they've heard anything. :(

Thanks for all of your kind thoughts and concern. We ended up hearing from him at about 1 in the morning.

His experience was pretty epic, it seems. Turns out, he took a wrong turn on a road that had been washed out and was no longer navigable by motorcycle and he didn't figure out he was without cellphone reception until it was too late. He had already dropped and picked his bike up so many times by that point that he couldn't physically do it anymore when it happened the last time, and was even thrown off of his bike at one point after he hit a boulder hiding in some taller grass. Luckily, he was all decked out in his safety gear and helmet, so he wasn't too bad off from that. He said he hiked for about 10 hours in huge motorcycle boots (not made for walking AT ALL) trying to get back to civilization (luckily he had a GPS), but had no food or water and ended up following some cows to their water source and drinking from their trough out of desperation (yuck! but it kept him going!). Finally he found some people camping and one of them drove him to a nearby town (also without cell phone coverage... so very rural) where he started knocking on random peoples' doors until someone answered.

Thank goodness for those people. They took him in, gave him water and cookies, let him use the phone to call me, and called their sheriff friend who drove my fiance back to a larger town where I met up with him. I ended up picking him up at about 4 in the morning and after a while it became clear that we needed to take him to the nearby ER due to dehydration, so that's where we spent until about 11 am today... didn't get home until about 1pm.

I don't know that I've ever stayed awake for so long before. Maybe 30 hours? Phew. Glad it's all over and he seems to be okay. Whether or not he ends up with some crud from drinking from the dirty water trough is yet to be determined!

Wow, that is a huge ordeal. So glad to hear that he is okay and that you're been reunited. He's very lucky!

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Wow, freetahtah! That is a heck of a story. So glad he's back safe and sound. Hope that he doesn't get any crud from that water!

I was walking to a restaurant earlier and this Guy kept moving to block my way on the sidewalk. At firsti thought we were trying to get out of each others way, and I said oh excuse me, but then he repeated excuse me, excuse me in a mocking way and kept blocking me coming closer. I'm still not wild about being out after dark (even though this was like 6:30) and something about the encounter made me feel trapped. I just said Please don', and he let me by. I guess it's no. Big deal, but it gave me a little but if a panicky feeling.

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Apparently, my mom's family deals with a dying brother by in-fighting and hating each other, all driven by one of them. This pattern has happened each time.

My mom is very upset, and this will get worse, because I know she won't be able to help trying to solve things. I've just began communicating frequently to some of them, so now they want to drag me in, so I just have to cut it off.